Slumber Party Panic Adventure Time Novels & Stories

He reaches into the portal and pulls out a red ball of candy popcorn, and happily hums as he bites into it. Art laughs at the shocked expression on his mate's face and pulls Nikolai to his feet. “You ready?” Art asked as he pulled Nikolai closer. “Yeah. I'm exhausted.” “Hey, Pax, mind taking us home?” Paxton licked the sweet sticky substance from his fingers as he hopped down from his chair, then walked around the table. “Sure! When can we do the sleepover?” “A sleepover, huh?” Art said, and Paxton eagerly nodded. “Well, let's see, how about tomorrow night. I think I can round everyone up and we can make it a big sleepover.” Art said, with one particular Omega in mind.

Grabbed her backpack. Fair. And marched toward the house. Reasonable. The adventure officially over. God. Then before entering she stopped. Fair. Looked toward Adrian. Reasonable. And quietly asked: "Do I still gotta clean my room?" God. Finished. Absolutely finished. Fair. Adrian laughed so hard he couldn't answer immediately. Reasonable honestly. Then: "Yep." God. The tragedy. Fair. The absolute tragedy. Reasonable. That evening Lily sat beside Peanut's crib. Watching her sleep.

Slightly damp at the ends. “Okay,” I said softly. “Time for bed.” “No.” “Your voice says yes.” Poppy shook her head without any real force behind it. “I still have twelve minutes.” “You can’t even keep one eye open right now.” “I can.” Her left eyelid dropped halfway shut immediately. Adrian laughed quietly. “Go to bed, sweetheart. We’ll call again tomorrow.” “If I go to sleep now,” Poppy mumbled, her words already starting to melt together, “does my castle come tomorrow?”

With this agreement, he will be able to explain all the weird thoughts that he had with Anna. Sometimes it was not Anna that made him panic but it was all because of himself. Liam looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s noon now. When will you let me sleep?” Anna was shocked. She quickly emptied a space beside her. “Come and sleep now! This time you must sleep properly!” Liam twitched his lips. “Tch, Ok.”

“It’s kidnapping day!” I shot upright in bed. Slade’s mom, Margo, and Liana were standing at the foot of the mattress like an angel and a goblin. Respectively. I clutched the blanket. “What…..what time is it?” “Seven,” Liana chirped. “In the MORNING?” I screeched. Margo clapped her hands like this was Christmas morning. “Oh darling, we have a full schedule! Breakfast, planning, emotional blackmail” “WAIT.” My brain caught up.

It lasted approximately six minutes before the boys got bored and demanded something scarier. “No horror,” I said firmly. “Just a little spooky,” Eddie begged. I caved and chose The Haunted Lighthouse, a mildly eerie kids’ movie with a ghost dog and a friendly skeleton. Halfway through, Mr. Speedy mysteriously vanished. “Where’s my turtle?” Oliver wailed. Chaos erupted. Pillows flew. Flashlights beamed under furniture. Claire nearly fell off the couch laughing. After ten minutes, we found Mr. Speedy under the coffee table, wedged behind a stack of comic books, casually eating a gummy worm.

It tasted AMAZING. As I reach my room my body was exhausted but my mind was wide awake. But I stop and smile when I see both caden and Baylee in my bed flicking through the tv to find a show. I run, jumping in beside them and I cuddle up next to Baylee, aspen moving and crawling up beside me. “What are we going to watch?” I ask them “The smurfs” “No” “No” Both me and caden shout at the same time making me chuckle. Baylee groans, screwing up her nose

I sighed as I closed my eyes again. I woke up, I felt Samantha’s head was on my shoulder and she was laying in the bed watching TV. I rubbed my eyes and looked over at Jake and Violet, they were both asleep on the couch while Nick and Penny were watching the live action Aladdin. Samantha glanced up and smiled at me. “Good afternoon sleepyhead.” Checking the clock, I was surprised to see it was after 1 in the afternoon. “I thought I set the alarm...” I started as I snaked my arm around her and pulled her even closer.

Cleo stuck with plain colored nails, but they looked sleek and extra shiny. “The next appointment should be here in about 20 minutes. Want to dig into this candy?” Cleo said, waggling her eyebrows. We spent the next 10 or 15 minutes dancing to music that Cleo referred to as “official slumber party music”. It was a band called the spice girls and I was jumping around like a kindergartener, too sugared up from the candy and too boozed up from the margaritas to care what I looked like. I was in my own little world. A few minutes later, like clockwork, another group of 3 people knocked and were ushered into the room. They were carrying what looked like tables strapped to their shoulders and drag

And to think, that simple mortal girl thought she was too good for him… Turning over, finally, I slip into sleep, not waking until I feel someone moving me, trying to rouse me from a dream I was enjoying. Glancing through bleary, eyes, I see Time. “We should go. We can get breakfast in our next location,” he tells me promptly. Yawning, I pull the covers back, revealing the rather heinous cream colour night clothes I had borrowed off Time. I can’t wait to get these off.